It was just a love letter; I'm really no great writer!

Did I dream about the future again?

Unfortunately, they are all fragmented pieces.

Put your dreams behind you.

Lu Ran sat up, still a little dazed, and looked at the girl, trying to remember: "You are Yu... Yu..."

Yu Lianyi casually twisted her waist.

Her slender waist, already so delicate it could be encircled with one hand, made her appear even more rounded, like a gourd, making her hard not to leave a deep impression.

Lu Ran remembered: "36e..."

Yu Lianyi: "???"

"Thirty-six... uh, thirty-six peaks with longswords, starlight, majestic and vigorous," Lu Ran tried to explain.

"So you're only interested in looking at her breasts?"

Yu Lianyi crossed her arms around her waist, a cold smile playing on her lips.

She had long since become indifferent to the prying eyes of boys and girls at school, the gossip and ridicule behind her back, and even the insulting nicknames...

Of course, she had never met a cultural rogue like Lu Ran before.

"Cough cough, no..."

Look at the legs too.

Lu Ran got up, took a sip of water to calm down, and remembered her name: Yu Lianyi.

They came to my house for dinner a few days ago.

He was busy cooking at the time and didn't pay much attention—he only remembered that the word "club" printed on his clothes was stretched out of shape.

Based on Sister Di's 34D size comparison, I'd estimate it's more like a 36E...

The boy's gaze remained drawn to the large mass, and Yu Lianyi finally grew impatient.

If the spring breeze has pity on the flowers, may I be young again?

Lu Ran raised his clear eyes, his expression sincere and direct. "Yu Lianyi, right?"

Most girls would probably have fallen for her...

But Yu Lian saw that he had brought back two female classmates. After a slight pause, she laughed sarcastically: "Is this the trick of the great poet? Girls throw themselves at you just because you recite a few lines of poetry?"

Lu Ran blushed: "No, I just happened to remember that line..."

It seems there was a misunderstanding.

Or perhaps, they just have a really good eye for people.

He didn't care much; he just said what came to mind, that was all.

"You're here...?" Lu Ran looked at the computer screen, which displayed his author assistant interface.

I had just finished writing a chapter about dragons and posted it as soon as I finished.

Then... the disguise was exposed.

"Aunt Ming asked me to tutor you in math." Yu Lianyi pointed to the screen. "This is the interface that appears as soon as you enter."

"Oh, it's nothing," Lu Ran walked over and casually turned off the tutoring app. "Shall we start tutoring now?"

"Give me your workbook, I want to see your mistakes," Yu Lianyi said coldly.

Well, she's completely different from the sweet and obedient girl she was in front of her parents.

—Cold-faced cute.

Lu Ran just happened to like this kind of thing, and couldn't help but take another look when he was rummaging through his schoolbag.

"Take your eyes off me and stop looking at me like that."

Yu Lianyi frowned. "I'll tell you clearly in the most straightforward, simplest, and most direct way that I... hate you."

Look at her undisguised disgust in her gaze.

The favorability rating is probably negative to the core.

Lu Ran handed her the workbook, saying apologetically, "My joke just now was presumptuous. I apologize, I'm so sorry!"

"No." Yu Lianyi said confidently, puffing out her ample bosom. "These are my strengths. Why should I feel offended? Others would envy me more than I could ever have."

"Then why..." Lu Ran suddenly realized: "Because I brought two girls home a few days ago, and you think I'm a womanizer?"

"What does your womanizing have to do with me?" Yu Lianyi pouted.

"...Then why?" Lu Ran asked.

Yu Lianyi clenched her fists and stood up abruptly: "You still ask why? Why do you keep stopping updating every few days! Do you know how many readers are waiting for you?! You have absolutely no respect for creation!!!"

"Hiss... hiss... hiss..."

Seemingly pent-up anger, her chest heaved. Her small fists were clenched tightly, and the veins on the back of her delicate hands stood out.

"……Feel sorry."

Lu Ran quickly slid to his knees.

They were drenched in sweat.

"Heh, anyway, you're wasting your own talent." Yu Lianyi said coldly, pursing her lips and looking down at Lu Ran's workbook.

"I heard..." Lu Ran hesitated before saying, "that you are one of the Twelve Heavenly Kings of the End?"

Yu Lianyi looked up warily: "Who told you that?"

Before Lu Ran could answer, she muttered to herself, "Hehe, I didn't expect Xia Liang to pay so much attention to me... You must not tell my parents about this."

"Why? To win the Heavenly King award, you need at least 10,000 subscribers, and the monthly royalties must be tens of thousands of yuan, right?" Lu Ran asked, puzzled.

"...Not everyone has parents as open-minded as yours."

A blush crept onto Yu Lianyi's fair cheeks. "I... I haven't written a book that my parents can read yet."

"Oh, I get it, I get it." Lu Ran understood immediately. "Which book are you writing? I might have read it too."

When writing online novels, it's inevitable that there will be some embarrassing scenes, but there's nothing wrong with putting them online.

But if my parents and friends saw this, it would be a total social disaster.

"I'm not telling you." Yu Lianyi said sternly, "Look at this function problem. You got this wrong. Explain your thought process..."

Lu Ran composed himself and immersed himself in the ocean of knowledge.

They were both tutors, and subconsciously compared Yu Lianyi with Zhao Yishuang.

Zhao Yishuang's problem-solving style is too leapy and not easy to imitate, but her knowledge is systematic and draws on a wide range of sources.

Yu Lianyi has a solid foundation and is very helpful, especially in her problem-solving approach.

In conclusion, I want them all.

Yu Lianyi tutored him until evening. Li Huaming peeked in from the door several times before saying, "Eat first, then study."

"Auntie, I'll go back after I finish eating." Yu Lianyi instantly switched to obedient baby mode.

"Come play again tomorrow, let your Uncle Lu pick you up." Li Huaming asked Lu Guosheng to drive Yu Lianyi home so he could pick her up the next day.

That evening, Lu Ran messaged Xia Liang, asking, "Which of the Twelve Heavenly Kings is Yu Lianyi?"

Xia Liang: "Tropical fish, huh? She's been struggling for years, she used to be called 'Big Hungry Fish,' but she only took off this year."

It was her...

Lu Ran checked it out, and sure enough.

Judging from the timeline, Tropical Fish started writing novels while reading novels in junior high school.

I've written pure literature, as well as light novels; I've written BL novels with two male protagonists for female readers, and harem novels for male readers...

It wasn't until this year, when he wrote "Reborn" under the pseudonym "Tropical Fish," that his first subscription exceeded 10,000, and he was selected as one of the Twelve Heavenly Kings along with his new account "Listening to the Rain."

That's quite persistent...

Lu Ran understood her anger.

Initially, Dragon Raja's performance was not as good as Rebirth's.

But the later Dragon Raja novels got better and better, and began to surpass Rebirth.

Later, Lu Ran started to slack off due to a leg injury, and her performance in "Dragon Raja" was inconsistent, but she still managed to outperform Lu Ran in terms of results.

Hey ~

Talent is such a cruel thing.

Lu Ran decided to update "Dragon Raja" properly.

Anyway, the draft of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" is almost finished, and the deadline has been set for the end of the year.

As for what I'll write in my next book?

Lu Ran hasn't decided yet, but he's not going to write martial arts novels anymore—he used to write martial arts novels because they were high word count and paid a lot of royalties.

But now, with all the royalties and copyright fees, we're not short of money.

Moreover, he wants to set up an online novel studio, and he can hand over many martial arts ideas to his apprentices to write.

Lu Ran updated "Dragon Raja" on time and went to bed peacefully.

The next morning, Yu Lianyi shook him awake, furious.

"What's wrong again..." Lu Ran fainted.

"Why did Xia Mi die!" Yu Lianyi puffed out her cheeks in anger.

A young girl's blush speaks louder than any words.

"Because she is Jormungandr, the Dragon King," Lu Ran said innocently.

Lu Ran suddenly felt that it was a good thing that "To Live" wasn't successfully published...

But "To Live" is, after all, serious literature, and readers' frustration will pass after a few days.

The fact that "Dragon Raja" was serialized amidst a sea of ​​lighthearted, fast-paced novels, ranked second on the charts, and even delivered a stab in the heart, is indeed a bit excessive.

Yu Lianyi was sullen during the tutoring session that day.

She's a Chu-Xia shipper, and her favorite part is the scene where they count eyelashes: Chu Zihang looks at the sleeping Xia Mi, and the girl's eyelashes are clearly visible.

But the damned rain made Chu Zihang plunge the folding knife into her heart.

No one ate his girl; in fact, Jormungandr is Xia Mi.

"I still... hate you!"

……

On a weekend morning, Yu Lianyi arrived at Lu Ran's house.

The ending of the second part of "Dragon Raja" has been released.

On the monthly ticket chart, "Dragon Raja" surpassed "The Return of the Condor Heroes" for the first time, taking the top spot and boosting its subscriptions to over 100,000.

It even garnered considerable popularity across the entire internet.

The conclusion of the second season of Dragon Raja has become a trending topic on Douyin, Weibo, and Bilibili.

Undoubtedly, Lingran Culture's operations are involved in this.

But it's true that Ryuji wrote it well.

Not only are there constant plot twists and turns in the climactic battle, but the aftertaste is also particularly long-lasting.

In the final scene, the epilogue.

Chu Zihang kept his promise and came to Xia Mi's house, where he sat in front of the French windows and watched the sunset.

Do dragons fear the dark?

Chu Zihang opened the dresser, which was filled with Xia Mi's clothes: school uniforms, bows, long socks, short socks, cotton socks, stockings, and colorful underwear.

He never imagined that girls' underwear could come in so many styles.

He cautiously reached out and tried to touch it; his hands were covered in dust.

Thus, this became Yu Lianyi's new favorite passage: a boy touches a girl's underwear, without the slightest disrespect, only full of sadness.

...I just like his writing!

"Auntie, where is Lu Ran?"

Seeing the neatly folded blankets on the bed, Yu Lianyi peeked out and asked.

"He... went to the provincial capital."

Bearing the girl's resentment, Lu Ran sat down on the train to the provincial capital and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ryuji's story is over; I no longer need to be pressured by her.

These past few days, I've been dreaming about her constantly, asking him if he can bring Xia Mi back to life...

Ding, a message has arrived.

Yu Lianyi: "Why didn't you tell me you were going to the provincial capital!"

Lu Ran: "Didn't I tell you not to come?"

Yu Lianyi: "Are you avoiding me?!"

Lu Ran: "No, Chu Xia already has a bad ending, why would I avoid you?"

Lu Ran: "I've been quite diligent these past few days, haven't I? Thanks to your encouragement, don't slack off either, update more chapters of 'Rebirth'!"

Lu Ran: "I'm still waiting to see the male lead conquer Teacher Xia, Teacher Gu, Aunt Jing, Aunt Rong, and sleep with them all in the same bed." (Note 30)

He smiled.

When I was spelling words with the tropical fish before, I thought it was someone who shared my interest in mature women.

Surprisingly, the author is actually a female high school student who has just entered her senior year.

He was genuinely curious: how could the male protagonist, having attracted so many mature women, possibly build a harem...?

half an hour.

A voice message popped up.

Yu Lianyi: "Aaaaaah!!! Who told you to watch that... I hate you so much!"

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Note 30: Adapted from Chang Yu's "Reborn", which tells the story of a boy's shameless life with several women.